Another long and tiring working day, but at least I managed a decent-ish run early this morning. After yesterday’s fizzle-out, I decided to go back to basics, and ran-walked from the start: 5 minutes running, 1 minute walking. I did this for 40 minutes, then stopped, feeling I’d had a good workout. Perhaps this is how I should approach the Great North Run on Sunday week. Perhaps a 10:1 run:walk ratio? Hal Higdon reckons he (or was it his son?) once ran-walked a 2:28 marathon.
It’s great to be out between six and six-thirty. The tide’s coming in at that time, and it doesn’t take much of a breeze to whip up the waves. Running along the Promenade you’re liable to get a soaking as they crash over the sea wall. It hasn’t happened yet, but it will.
Barring disaster, I’ll definitely be doing the GNR. I’ve already missed two half marathons that I really wanted to do this year: Bath, back in March (after injuring a calf at Reading the previous week), and Bristol, which happened yesterday. Some great news from * (Griff from the forum), who mailed me to say he’d got a PB at Bristol. The world of running salutes him this morning…
And so to bed. I’ve another three days of this routine before the course ends. Friday and Saturday are free. I suspect I’ll be too knackered on Friday to do too much. It might be a good day for a long run after a lie-in. On Saturday I hope to go to Jerusalem for the day. We’ll see.
In the meantime, I’ve pretty much given up any hope of uploading this stuff before I return to Blighty on Sunday. The local internet café won’t let a floppy disk near their machines, and at work, I’m trapped inside a grumpy firewall.
